Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Through Time and Space

I’ve been fortunate (albeit in a bittersweet fashion). I’ve come to meet and know and love a number of truly magnificent women/human beings. Each was unique. Intelligent. Passionate. Caring. Each proved to be a challenging companion (the very best kind).

And yet...

We ultimately chose different paths. Left each other weeping.

How can this be? All the necessary attributes were present and accounted for, yet the outcomes were never guaranteed. I believe part of the answer lies in how we move through time and space. So much depends on our “personal-velocity” the pace at which we live and love. “Timing is everything” one often hears. It is.

And it’s not even that we move at a fixed rate. In my youth, I hurtled through time and space at a ferocious clip. I worshipped speed and motorcycles. I was in a mad dash to experience life. At that rate of speed, I left a few companions in my dust.

My velocity nowadays is more akin to “stroll”. I’m as spent and beat up as my motorcycle. Tired. Faded. Rusted. Sputtering. I need to spend some quality time in a repair shop. My slow-movin’ ways left me to choke on a few others’ dust.

Jonas,Your motorcycle analogy reminded me of when we "traded up" from a "Heritage" to a "Tour Glide" Harley.

A younger guy looked at the T Glide and said to my husband that he liked the bike and he would get one like it when he got "old".

I looked at him and said that maybe, by the time he was 40 (that is the age when we bought the T Glide) he would be old enough to handle such a machine. He looked a little puzzled, but I thought, "yes, it takes a maturity to be able to handle this kind of motorcyle."

My friend, you are a complex and beautiful soul. Your special person will have to have that kind of maturity to be able to be "In the Wind" with you...